Am I dead?
He You felt as if he had entered a deserted forest.
He was surrounded by the howls of wild beasts, and he ran for his life.
He felt incredibly cold all over, and his limbs ached as if they were being split open, but he dared not stop.
He feared that if he stopped, he would struggle repeatedly in pain.
The girl who saved him when he was little didn't love him, and he always tried desperately to hold onto her? But she never stayed.
No!!!
Why?
Why do all the things I want leave me?
What I want is very simple!
Why is this happening?
Just because I was abandoned as a child, am I destined to suffer all of this?
Why worry about falling into a nightmare?
He was a wild child abandoned in the mountains, who was found and adopted by a couple and named Heyou.
Before the age of six, he was a carefree child.
But their good fortune didn't last long. One day, the couple went to the market and were attacked by bandits. Their bodies were left to rot in the wilderness.
He was too young to know what death was.
He saw two corpses covered in blood and knife wounds, and he felt horrified.
Are they asleep?
Will I wake up tomorrow morning?
The villagers moved the body to their homes.
He took a damp cloth and wiped the blood off their faces.
The little boy slept beside his mother.
"You're such a good girl, you'll definitely listen to your mother and father and go to sleep well tonight."
He closed his eyes, thinking they would surely wake up tomorrow.
Yes, definitely.
He You continued waiting until the corpse began to decompose.
But they never woke up.
The neighbors smelled the stench from a great distance before organizing the villagers to hastily bury the person.
He watched them bury his parents in the ground.
He had no expression; he seemed incapable of crying. He felt as if his heart was broken, but it didn't hurt. He just felt that everything was meaningless.
That night he came to their graves and stared blankly at them.
"Why did you leave You'er alone at home? Father, Mother, answer me!"
"I'm so afraid, my child."
Father, Mother, I'm so cold! Please answer me, okay?
He lay by the grave, hugging himself, imagining it was his mother's warm embrace.
“You’re a very good girl, please look at me again, okay? Please talk to me, okay…”
He slept very soundly, and it seemed he suddenly understood what death was.
This person disappeared from the world, as if everything had never existed.
When He You returned to the village, the villagers looked at him as if he were a disaster.
From then on, he became a scourge that everyone in the village hated, and some children would throw stones at him when they saw him.
He didn't understand why everyone treated him that way.
That day, he picked up half a moldy steamed bun and brought it back, treating it like a treasure. He hadn't eaten anything this delicious for three days. Usually, when he was hungry, he would eat bitter wild vegetables or tree roots.
The house was dilapidated, and the roof looked like it was about to collapse, making it look desolate.
The little boy squatted in the corner, happily eating a moldy steamed bun, when suddenly he heard a piercing scream outside the wall.
I ran outside and saw that it was a small bird whose feathers had not yet fully grown, lying in the corner of the wall.
He carefully held the little bird in his palm.
"Don't your parents want you anymore?" Don't worry, I will take good care of you.
He placed the little bird on his bed, which looked like it was about to fall apart at any moment, covered it with a tattered blanket, and gently stroked the bird.
Then he turned around and went out to find food that the birds could eat.
When he returned with a few green caterpillars, he found someone in the house.
He quickly ran inside and stood in the courtyard.
"This jinx has nothing here except the bird on the bed. What bad luck! Let's go outside."
A chubby little boy walked out shakily, followed by several other children about his age.
He You looked at the chubby child holding the little bird he had just picked up.
"Put it down!" He You shouted, his heart filled with panic.
It felt like something was about to be lost again.
The chubby child suddenly slammed the bird to the ground.
"You jinx, you dare to order your fat grandpa around? I'd rather smash it to death than give it to you."
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